Don Diego Of The South (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
(REFECTORY, MISSION SAN GABRIEL, 1869)Good!--said the Padre,--believe me still,"Don Giovanni," or what you will,The type's eternal! We knew him hereAs ...
(REFECTORY, MISSION SAN GABRIEL, 1869)Good!--said the Padre,--believe me still,"Don Giovanni," or what you will,The type's eternal! We knew him hereAs ...
Golden lights and lengthening shadows,Flings the splendid sun declining,O'er the monastery gardenRich in flower, fruit and foliage.Through the avenue of ...
Through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry,Under the conceiving moon, on the high chalk hill,And there this night ...
Come, thou of the drooping eyelid,And cheek that is meekly pale,Give over thy pensive musingAnd list to a lonesome tale;For ...
The robing is done, The bells have begun.And the bride is as bright is as a rising sun. And her ...
If all the world were paper And all the sea were ink, If all the trees were bread and cheese ...
Yes, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks ...
It was the pleasant season yet, When the stones at cottage doors Dry quickly, while the roads are wet, After ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Robin Hood is an outlaw bold Under the greenwood tree; Bird, nor stag, nor morning air Is more at large ...
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
I've oft been told by learned friars, That wishing and the crime are one, And Heaven punishes desires As much ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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